champion godfather

Chapter 36 Goodbye Yiren

Yang Yan is not a professional tour guide, her introduction is also a hammer here and there, just say what comes to mind.But Tang En didn't care about these things. He didn't intend to increase his understanding of this university. The only reason why he was willing to follow this crappy tour guide around and go wrong was because she was Yang Yan, whom he had a crush on for three years. girl.

When they came to a statue, Yang Yan pointed to the barefoot bronze statue holding flowers and said to Tang En: "This is Lawrence, he wrote "Lady Chatterley's Lover", "Sons and Lovers" and other novels, He is a well-known local writer in Nottingham, even as famous as Byron."

"Huh?" Tang En looked confused, completely unaware of the background of this Lawrence.But he knew Byron, and had heard a line or two of him occasionally when he was in high school.This is normal, as Byron is a middle school student, he may know it, but D·H·Lawrence's (David`Herbert`lawernce) book may still be a banned book describing the pornographic and promiscuous life of capitalism when Dunn was in middle school.

Finding out that this man knew nothing about the person who made Nottingham famous all over the world, Yang Yan's problem of "being a good teacher" came again. "You are not from Nottingham, sir?"

"Why do you say that?"

Tang En actually wanted to say: "That's right! I'm not! I'm Chinese, and I'm your classmate..."

"I'm from Eastwood, North West Nottingham..."

Yang Yan looked at him with wide eyes: "Sir, are you kidding me? Even a six-year-old kid in Eastwood knows who Lawrence is."

"Who?"

"The most controversial and unique writer in the history of British literature in the [-]th century. His novels are still scoffed at by the mainstream British literary circles and refuse to accept and admit them."

"why?"

"Because his novels all describe the life of the miners, and they ridicule and satirize the rich and aristocratic, which is very class-oriented. The British literary circles believe that Lawrence is a communist writer who writes left-wing literature. In addition, his "Chatterley" Lady's Lover" was banned for decades because it blatantly violated the social atmosphere at that time..."

"Going against the social ethos?" Tang En felt that this reason was somewhat incomprehensible.

"Uh..." Yang Yan bit her lip and replied, "It's very explicit descriptions of sex, pornography, and incest..." She felt that it was inappropriate to talk about such things in front of a strange man, so she changed the topic back to the right track . "Did you know that Lawrence is from your country, Eastwood?"

Tang En knew that he had made a fool of himself again, he patted his forehead, not knowing what to say.At this time, the person who rescued him came.A group of Chinese students in red Tang suits approached, and they called Yang Yan's name loudly.

"Yang Yan, Yang Yan!"

Yang Yan looked back at them with a bright smile on her face.

"Happy Chinese New Year, everyone!"

"Happy Chinese New Year to you too!"

"Gong Xi Fa Cai, you will succeed in your studies! Haha!"

A group of black-haired and yellow-skinned people were laughing together, and Tang En was stunned when he spoke a language that Tang En felt was a bit unfamiliar, but very kind.

Spring Festival?

Is it the Spring Festival today?

Yang Yan remembered that there was another person behind her, so she turned her head and said in English to Tang En: "Happy Chinese New Year! Today is a traditional festival for us Chinese, just like your Christmas..." Then she spoke Chinese very slowly Repeated: "Happy Chinese New Year! Gong Xi Fa Cai!"

Tang En opened his mouth, as if he wanted to read along.In the end, he still didn't read aloud.

Of course I know what the Spring Festival means, family reunion, New Year’s Eve dinner, New Year’s Eve, Spring Festival Gala, accompanied by parents and family, Lantern Festival dumplings, more every year...

Thoughts of homesickness poured into Tang En's mind uncontrollably, especially when he saw Yang Yan's smiling face, this feeling became even stronger.

He lowered his head and took out the small notebook he carried with him from his pocket, quickly wrote down his phone number and English name, and handed it to Yang Yan. "Miss Yang Yan? I admire your knowledge very much. I have admired Chinese culture for a long time and have always wanted to learn Chinese and Chinese culture. If you don't mind, I would like to invite you to be my Chinese teacher. This is my phone number. If you have thought it over clearly, you can call me. I have some urgent matters and I have to leave soon. Thank you very much for being my tour guide, thank you very much! Goodbye, and I wish you a happy Chinese New Year!"

After talking like a cannonball, Tang En turned and left, hastily fleeing this place full of festive atmosphere and this group of people.

Holding the note in her hand, Yang Yan didn't react.At this time, the friends next to him came up.

"What's going on? Who is that man?"

"I think he looks like a young Al Pacino, so handsome!" Some people started to go crazy.

Yang Yan glanced at her friend, "I don't think..." Then she looked down at the note in her hand, and slowly read out the English name scrawled on it: "Tony...Tony Twain?"

A boy cried out when he heard the name.

"Tony Twain?! Why is he here?"

"Do you know him, Liu Wei?" Yang Yan asked the boy.

The boy handed her a newspaper with a large photo on it: under the raging red tide, a man in black raised his arms and shouted.

"He," the boy pointed to the man in black in the photo and said to Yang Yan, "is Tony Twain. The head coach of Nottingham Forest."

Yang Yan stared at this photo for a long time, and then asked a question that made the boy very depressed: "What is Nottingham Forest?"

The boy jumped up angrily, but he didn't know how to explain the forest team's brilliant results and its status in this city to this girl who had never watched or understood football.In the end, he had no choice but to say: "In short... Nottingham Forest is the most successful football club in this city, and has a very glorious history. Tony Twain is a professional football coach. It's good that you know this."

"Oh, so he's still a celebrity." Yang Yan smiled at the boy, "Liu Wei, do you regret that you didn't ask him for an autograph or something?" Then she handed the piece of paper to the boy, "This It's also a signature, and his phone number."

The boy refused. "I'm not a Forest team fan, and I'm not fanatical enough to ask for an autograph. Keep it, he gave it to you."

The girl next to her spoke up: "That's right, that's right, didn't he want you to be his Chinese teacher? This is a good opportunity!"

"what chance?"

"In the beautiful and quiet European campus, you meet a polite gentleman who invites you to meet next time...a stern gentleman, a beautiful tutor, oh! What a romantic story!" The girl who had just become nympho just woke up and became infatuated.

"Ali, have you read too many romance novels?" Faced with this group of friends she only met in college, Yang Yan could only smile helplessly.

"No, Ali is talking about "Jane Eyre." Another girl said solemnly while holding her glasses.

Ali immediately stretched out her hand in cooperation and whispered: "Oh—Rochester! Do you think that I am short and not beautiful, so I have no soul and no heart? If God gives me a little wealth and beauty, I will make it hard for you Leaving me is as hard as leaving you..."

Everyone laughed, and Yang Yan also laughed happily.Amidst the laughter, she looked down at the note, and in the end she didn't throw it away, but folded it up and put it in her pocket.Her family is well-off, and she doesn’t need to work to earn tuition to support herself. She has a lot of time to do things she likes in her spare time, such as going to the streets with her friends, or finding a quiet place to study.But... She still left this work contact number.

why?She couldn't tell herself.

Maybe it's because his last name sounds a lot like that person's first name?
While walking quickly through the campus, he searched for this year's calendar in his mind. Every year, he would check when the Spring Festival would be this year.

I remembered!

Tang En stopped in his tracks.

February [-]st is New Year’s Eve, and February [-]nd is Spring Festival.That's right!
Yesterday was New Year's Eve, and he led the team to their first victory since coaching the first team.Today is the Spring Festival, the most traditional Chinese festival, the most important festival... Spring Festival!
In the past month, his brain was almost short-circuited by the time travel shock, and then he was busy living in this strange world, and even forgot this very important thing-how are my parents now?Are they in good health, are they going to panic over the loss of their son?He never thought too much about his parents, even before crossing, and now he feels that he is very unfilial.

How many years has he been home for the Spring Festival?Two years or three years, or longer?
In 2004, just one year after he graduated from university, he found a job in Chengdu.In order to try his best to stay in this city, he decided not to go back during the Spring Festival, but just called back to greet him on New Year's Eve. In the Spring Festival of 2005, he had already changed two jobs. Although he received an invitation at the just-concluded class reunion, few people still remembered him when he went.In a bad mood, he simply decided not to go home and lose face, otherwise he wouldn't know what to say when his parents asked him. In the Spring Festival of 2006, he changed his job again, and on the way to Shanghai on a business trip, he still used the phone to call his parents for New Year greetings. During the Spring Festival of 2007, he had a stable job and didn't travel on business, but he just didn't want to go home. This year, he found a random reason to lie to his parents not to go back. Hearing the sound of firecrackers on New Year's Eve, he paid New Year's greetings on the phone again.He felt that he had become numb to the traditional festival of the Spring Festival, and it was all the same.

It has to be said that Tang En is not a filial child. Even though he seldom takes the initiative to call his family, he always keeps something in his heart. He has been like this since he was a child.He got used to it and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

But now... in Nottingham, England, in 2003, for the first time, he had the strong idea to call home. He wanted to hear the voices of his parents, even if it was just a sentence.

So he took out his mobile phone, searched for the phone number of his home in his memory, entered it carefully, and then stood under a big tree waiting for the call to be connected.

After what seemed to be a long wait, a familiar voice to Tang En finally sounded from the other end of the phone line.

"Hey, which one?" This is my mother's voice!

He heard it, heard his mother's voice, and heard the sound of firecrackers and the sound of the TV faintly coming from the receiver.The host on the TV was shouting: "New Year! Happy New Year!" For a moment, he forgot to speak, for fear that he would not be able to hear the voice from that distant world.It seems that as long as you sniff your nose, you can smell the aroma of the food made by your mother.Sweet and sour crispy fish, eight-treasure rice, salty roasted white meat, rock sugar knuckle, fish cake, pig cake... By the way, how can you forget the homemade sausage and bacon?These are so much better than the damn fish and chips seasoned with salt and rice vinegar.Tang En swallowed.

The mother on the other side of the phone didn't hear anyone talking, so she asked a few more questions strangely, and finally hung up the phone when she didn't get an answer.

Tang En was awakened, he missed the opportunity to greet his mother.But he doesn't need to fight anymore, knowing that his parents are still living a good life and everything is as usual, he is satisfied.If something happened to me, my mother's voice would definitely not be so calm.No matter who is attached to him now, as long as he treats the second boss well, Tang En will be satisfied.

Tang En leaned his body against the tree trunk, looked up at the blue sky, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Although today hadn't passed yet, Tang En felt that it was extremely exciting. Not only did he know that his parents were doing well, but he also met his crush in high school in a foreign country -- even though he could no longer recognize him.

The feeling of homesickness just now improved, and he decided to go somewhere.

(End of this chapter)